Escape from Xevog, part 2

Right as he did, fen took an open hand to the head. james saw what appeared to be a mongol warrior standing over the now crying fen. "now, are you going to get handsy with others after that?" however, fen just ran off.

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Treading Chapter 3 - Introspection

**--fen--** practice was long. by the time i get home i feel like i could collapse at the front door. i trudge my way towards the dining room and hear my mom putting dishes away. she and dad had probably already eaten. "fen?

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Treading Chapter 16 -- Rory’s Party

I really do fear that someone would try to hurt fen if he were outside alone, especially now.

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Undertow: Prologue -- Chapter 2 - Give me time

fen said shakily. i kept my hands near him. a grin spread her face and she merely turned to walk back to the counter. i glared at her the entire way but once she was out of sight my attention went back to fen. "are you okay?"

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Treading Chapter 5 - Prom date

Everything had fallen into place for me; the championship, fen... now i just have to hold it all together. i wonder if i should ask fen if he's a micro... i wonder how he'd react to it.

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Treading Chapter 4 - Championship

I furrow my brow as motley stands to leave and, shortly after both a raccoon and fen leave. i can't see their faces, but considering how much fen wanted this victory, i can tell something is wrong.

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Fallen Kingdom - Chapter 2, Lake of Silver Kings

fen quite suddenly stops talking, not used to being the center of attention.

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Chapter 2: Lake of the Silver Kings

fen quite suddenly stops talking, not used to being the center of attention.

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Together - Soon + Liez

fen hails a cab for us and we're soon on the way. the zebra driving us is going on about the world cup. and i can tell that fen is forcing the conversation as he doesn't want to seem unsociable.

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He who wore a Feathered Cap

"fen," she chirped as she crunched one of the battered fried pickles, "fenne, fen!"

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Tiger Wolf (pt 1)

"i know, mystery," davis says with a heavy sigh, "i know, which is why i am thinking of grabbing fen, terrorist or not, and sicking him on this little doomsday party. if anyone can counter morgan, it's fen."

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